Urban Super Food City System

Hou Xiaoyuan was sweating profusely at this time, he was not only tired, but also frightened by Wei Suoyu.

How can a person who is only a mid-level C-level gourmet cook a dish with a food image?
Not to mention that he underestimated Wei Suoyu and didn't play seriously.

Even if he goes all out, there is no way to win!
Huge fear began to spread in Hou Xiaoyuan's heart, and he began to tremble all over.

If he lost to Wei Suoyu, where would his face be placed?

Where should the face of the Black Food Society be placed?
Hou Xiaoyuan couldn't imagine the consequences of losing to Wei Suoyu.

He couldn't bear the fact that the three B-level gourmets lost their gourmet qualifications.

But all of this has nothing to do with Wei Suoyu, and this is even a situation that Wei Suoyu is happy to see.

With Wei Suoyu's further operations, Mapo Tofu is finally about to be completed.

The shadow of the eclipse on his head did not show any signs of dissipating.

But there is no substance.

Only the flickering strength remained.

Until the final cooking, the scene was still like this.

"This, this is a medium-level B-level gourmet?"

"How can a mid-level C-level gourmet cook a mid-level B-level gourmet? Am I dreaming?"

"In addition to our Black Food Club and the Gourmet Association, there are actually powerful mid-level B-level gourmets!"

"It's over! It's over! Brother Hou is going to lose!"

People in the Black Food Club closed their eyes one after another, even though they wanted to know what kind of expression Wei Suoyu's delicacy would make the notary show.

But they couldn't bear to watch Hou Xiaoyuan, who had always been as strong as a god, lose here.

It was as if a sustenance in my heart had collapsed here.

On the contrary, Hou Xiaoyuan himself looked straight at Wei Suoyu, and at the same time looked at the plate of mapo tofu in his hand.

The angry Hou Xiaoyuan clenched his teeth tightly, even if his gums were bleeding from the bite, he didn't even know it.

"Please taste."

Wei Suoyu's voice was a little tired.

Originally, after systematic and intensive training, cooking a dish should be nothing to Wei Suoyu, even if it is a B-level gourmet, it should be very easy.

But at this moment, Wei Zuoyu's eyelids were about to twitch, and he was already exhausted.

The notary also nodded slightly.

He could understand Wei Suoyu's exhaustion now.

Things like Shiying do not only depend on strength, but also require a certain amount of physical strength.

Even Wei Suoyu's strong body is so exhausted after cooking a medium B-grade delicacy.

What a terrifying sight for that senior B-grade gourmet from the Luo family to make a banquet of middle-level B-grade gourmet food?

This is the first time Wei Suoyu has discovered that the catering industry is so immeasurable.

The heat of mapo tofu on the table has not yet dissipated, and even the soup is still bubbling.

But the aroma wafting from this dish has already made the notary want to stop.

The notary was so excited that his body trembled, and even the hand holding the spoon became much stronger.

With one spoonful, ten flavors exploded in the notary's mouth.

He felt as if he had been thrown into a frying pan, but he couldn't feel any heat.

He could only feel the combination of fresh chili peppers and tofu around him, freely criss-crossing his body.

Even the internal organs are penetrated by this delicacy.

The most important thing is that after the spiciness of chili is matched with the freshness of tofu, it also has the fragrance of chives, no matter how much you eat, you will not feel tired.

And it will not cause any harm to the body because of the pepper, but it will stimulate various organs in the body and make them actively metabolize.

After eating such a plate of mapo tofu, the notary felt like he was several years younger.